#Pandabear pink panda

[the-flying-ace17]

[cutebrands]

Love ❤️ panda 🐼 kicks Love Panda® High-Top Sneakers https://www.zazzle.com/love_panda_high_top_sneakers-256307449202615541 #panda #pandabear #lovepanda #love #pandalove #cutebrands #cute #kawaii #style #lifestyle #fashion #fashionista #animal #bear #custom #sneakers #shoes #footwear #zipz #pink #sneakerhead https://www.instagram.com/p/B9Mme8vB3HI/?igshid=c610q2ygd27b

[moon-plushies]

Blue 💙 and pink 💖 pandas 🐼

[sxrah2006]

[ammelanoleuca]

This is still one of my favorite #workinprogress shots - I was quite proud of all the tiny little pandas, but the final product never seemed to be that popular so I still have quite a few of these 🤷‍♀️ (they ended up on raspberry cupcakes with a ruby-pink base - I'm considering remaking them with rose quartz for a more pastel look!) . . . #Ammelanoleuca #polymer_clay #polymerclay #cupcake #panda #pandabear #miniature #mini #minifood #raspberry #miniaturesweethk #handmadewithlove #etsyshop #etsy #etsyseller #etsysellersofinstagram #etsyelite #sfetsyteam #shophandmade https://www.instagram.com/p/CDzNpQ4gc8c/?igshid=1bo1rloc12efr

[todsterdude1]

Check out this listing I just found on Poshmark: Panda bear child school pink bow lunchbox lunch.

[joeycraftworkz]

Big pandas in pink drawstring bag. #pandabears #drawstringbags https://www.instagram.com/p/CE0NVagnDdK/?igshid=13f2pqf20wcvd

[chaapink]

Code : Binder Custom Panda Bear🐻 Katalog by @binderpinkshop ••• SWIPE FOR DETAIL🔁 . 📒 On Pict : Binder 20ring (A5) 🌙 Bahan Kulit Sintetis Printing 💰 85.000 📏 P 23cm x L 18cm ✂️ PO Made by order ••• Gambar bisa dibuat Custom apa ajah. Binder/BinderHPO/Dompet/Tas laptop/Pencase ••• . Untuk pricelist produk lainnya search hastag #.pricelistbinderpinkshop (tanpa titik) . Untuk alur cara order search hastag #.infobinderpinkshop (tanpa titik) . 🐰ORDER ➡️ KLIK link di BIO✨ . #binder #bindercustom #binderhpo #bindercantik #custom #binderkulit #bindersurabaya #tokosurabaya #royalplaza #olshopsurabayamurah #royalplazasurabaya #binderpink #binderpinkshop #tokobinder #tokobindersurabaya #bindersurabaya #bindersurabayamurah #bindercustom #bindercustomsurabaya #bindercustomsurabayamurah #bindernama #binderwebarebears #webarebears #webarebearslovers #binderpandabear #pandabears (at Binder Pink Shop) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_g1T3uj2cm/?igshid=1xjwyxhqbvs49

[cutebrands]

Love Panda® Low-Top Sneakers https://www.zazzle.com/love_panda_low_top_sneakers-256707295261686484 #panda #pandabear #lovepanda #love #pandalove #cutebrands #cute #kawaii #style #lifestyle #fashion #fashionista #animal #bear #custom #sneakers #shoes #footwear #sneaker #pink https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv6nqnKFctA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17isn0bsd8m9w

[wiwoly]

Voor @merelkrolss "teken een roze panda" ja, chef! 🐼 #aprillustration de @augustwren @monika_forsberg @estemacleod en @terryrunyan dag8: pink . . . #dailycreating  #dailyillustration #illustrationgram #womenwithpencils #womanofillustration #digitaldrawing  #illustration_daily  #characterdesign #characterillustration #characterdrawing #childrenillustration #childerenart  #illustrationartists  #illustrationgram #pandabear #animalart #animalillustration #panda #pandaart #stickerappcovid #aprilanimal #pandaillustration #pandagram https://www.instagram.com/p/B-ulspjjUsQ/?igshid=i71kj41rw2lw

[meowloafs]

Here's a pink panda doodle to brighten up your feed. 💗🐼 Lots of big things in the works for meowloafs this year! I've been in super planning mode all week! :) very exciting!!!! 💗 . . #pandapanda #pandacute #pandalove #pandabears #pandapandapanda #pandaparty #pandaface #pandalover #pandapower #pandabear #pandalife #pandababy #pandacake #cutearteveryday #oc #illust #drawingoftheday #illustrationoftheday #illustrationarts #cutecharacter #cuteillustration #ocdrawings #drawingsoninstagram #ocartwork #図 #stylizedart #kawaiicute #chibiart #artistsofig #artoftheday🎨 (at Portland, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7Eime4By0n/?igshid=1bi4cds14dc6e

[kimmiesclaykreations]

Hi Everyone, If you love Panda's I sculpted two of them. This one and one holding a Pink Heart. They are both ready to give you Big Bear Hugs! Link is my profile. Don't for get to show some love with a ❤️ & a comment. I totally appreciate all the love and interaction, it means so much to me. Have a Fantastic Friday. (((BigHugs))) 🙂 ❤️ 🐼 . . . . . #Kimmiesclaykreations #polymerclay #panda #pandas #pandabear #bear #teddybear #winter #bighug #hug #hugs.#toymaker #toydesigner #designertoy #toycollector #ilovebears #valentinetinesday #love https://www.instagram.com/p/B63P8KcgW0L/?igshid=853n49d52m04

[sarcasmink]

Giant Panda / Panda Bear / Panda 🐼 #sketches #illustration #pencil #colour #pink #purple #pandabear #giantpanda #animal #practice #studies #sarcasmink #traditionalart #enjoylife https://www.instagram.com/p/Bya9lJ6ot5-/?igshid=1083ukyssxhjk

[castiel-writerofthelord-blog]

Anniversary

Characters: TFW, SisterWinchester!Reader

Word Count: 2111

Warnings: Angst so hard you’ll bawl. Literally just an entire fic about angst.

A/N: Here it is! Oh my Chuck! Finishing this up today was such a hassle simply because of the amount of tears I had to cry to get through the ending. The fact I’ll have to go through it all again to type it up is gonna wreck me. I didn’t check myself before I wrecked myself. I played myself is what I did.

It’s been three years now. Three years and it hasn’t gotten easier for Sam, for Dean, for Cas. Each anniversary before was just as hard to watch your brothers and love of your life suffer all over again. You should have gone with him when you had the opportunity, but you didn’t; now you’re forced to live out their days watching them suffer. It wasn’t all bad though, for the most part you got the hang of the moving things around just to help them when they needed it most. Never on hunts though, you couldn’t risk going dark side, not to them.

You wandered the bunker’s halls, you wanted to help them out, but Dean sets EMF detectors around the bunker when he gets drunk, and you couldn’t disappoint your brothers, not again.  Now you could’ve gone in between the veil to get around faster, but it meant you were less than human so you reserved it for Baby and other doors.

Almost on cue you heard the quiet sobs of your big brother Sammy. You phased through the door and there he sat, eyes red and puffy, snot ran down his upper lip with one of the last photos of the family in his hand. “You never were the cute crier, Sammy.” Sam stopped and looked around the room as if he heard something. Usually the days were bearable, but seeing your family in so much pain on the anniversary hurt.

“Y/n? Please don’t tell me you’re here.” The hope and worry was strong in Sam; you couldn’t help it. You knew you shouldn’t, but you reached up to the shelf where Sam kept the ouija board he bought shortly after your last hunt and knocked it down. Your older brother jumped, hand on his gun until he saw the board and tensed up. He locked his bedroom door and laid the board out. “Pandabear are you here?” Sam didn’t want an answer, or maybe you didn’t want to give him one. Every fiber of your non-body wanted to ghost out, but you sat on the other side of the board instead and placed your fingertips on the planchette.

H.I.S.A.M.

He let out a breath of relieved air, tears refilling his eyes. “I miss you, Pandabear.”

I.M.I.S.U.2.S.W.

You and Sam talked like this for a good hour until he calmed down enough to tell him you had to check in with the other two nerds of yours. One last message of ‘I love you, Sam’ and guided the planchette down to goodbye and you were up off the floor. Sam looked more at ease knowing you were okay, even if you were now stuck here.

* * * * * * *

Cas was the next one you wanted to visit, but he was going to be the hardest as well. He was an angel, if you weren’t careful he could see and feel you, and quite frankly you weren’t sure if you were ready for that. You made your way to the kitchen where your trench coated angel had his head in the fridge, humming your favourite song as it played on his phone. 

The moment you stepped into the kitchen Cas stopped his food packing and turned his body. He breathed your name the way he did whenever you came back from a hunt, tears in his eyes. In this form you could see his tattered and broken wings, and his true face crying as he rushed to you to wrap his arms around your body, but they just went through it. “Cas, baby, I’m sorry.” You pursed your lips to stop your lower one from shaking as you saw him change; his already sad azurite eyes even sadder.“Why- why are you still here?”

“You won’t like it, baby.”

“Honey bee..” He tilted his head, mouth agape.

“I- I didn’t go with my reaper, Cas.” “Y/n... You know what happens.” He tried to place his callused hand on your cheek, tears freely falling from both yours and Cas’ eyes.

“I know, I’ve lasted this long though.”

You could do this, you needed to, but you’ve never done it before. With a sigh you focused on yourself, wanting to be as solid as you possibly could, still in your bloodied black and white flannel with a tiny panda pin on the collar. It was so hard to keep this form, but you needed it - Cas needed it. You reached out hoping it worked and was pleasantly surprised when your hand rested against his cheek. His eyelids fluttered closed as he melted into your hand with another hum.

When he figured out what he felt was love years ago he was afraid of what would come of it, but eventually he lost all defense when he felt your touch. It was so unlike an angel, and that’s what you loved the most about him. A warrior of God and Heaven melted and loved the touch of a human, and he may have fallen, but never in your eyes.

“Still an angel, my angel.” You choked out just before he crashed his lips into yours. Three years since you got to truly kiss your angel. Three years since you got to touch him. As you pulled back he rested his forehead against yours with a whimper, wanting more, but gave a sigh knowing he couldn’t and in doing so held back tears. “Cas, that hunt wasn’t your fault, you know this right?”

“If I was only there-” “No. You don’t get to do this, baby. That hunt was going to go bad no matter what.” Cas wanted to protest, but even an angel couldn’t win an argument against you. “I need to go. This is tiring me out, first time and all. Finish getting ready to see me. I love you.”

“Y/n... I greatly love you as well, honey bee.” With another deep sigh your corporeal appearance faded, but Cas stayed where he was a few more moments before going back to the fridge to pack all your favourite foods he could remember. “Thank you, baby.”

* * * * * *

For almost the rest of the day you had to walk around as ghostly as possible to recharge your batteries; every now and again popping from the veil to check on Dean, already drunk of course. You managed enough strength to follow him however when he hopped in Baby and ran his fingers over your initials carved into the interior which he then kissed his fingertips and pressed them to the carvings.

You sat in the car while Dean had stopped at a flower parlor. He usually let Sam or Cas handle this part since your oldest brother never did have a way with words - openly anyway. He came out with a small bouquet that at first looked like a random assortment, then you noticed the pink carnation, and the cattail, the cyclamen and purple hyacinth. In the bouquet there were many dark crimson roses and variations of the tea rose.

Tears swelled and spilled over and down your cheeks as Dean carefully placed the bouquet in the seat you sat in. The flower language was never really something Dean took an interest in, but when you talked about it he was clearly listening. You quietly sobbed, the radio switching on and Baby’s wipers going. “I miss you, Dean.”

“What the hell?” Dean lifted his hands off the wheel and reached back to grab the EMF meter that was going crazy, and you could almost hear his heart drop. “No. Y/n, Pandabear, you can’t be here.” You tried your breathing exercises to calm yourself enough Baby went back to normal, the EMF meter still going berserk. “Damnit, pandabear! You of all people aren’t supposed to be here!” He slammed his hands on the wheel, his voice cracking as he tried not to sob. “You’re not-... You can’t, Y/n.” He sat in silence for a moment until he backed out and headed back to the bunker; the entire time you stared at his face. Every time he started to think of you his face would contort into pain and sorrow. When he came to a stop at the bunker you placed your hand on his shoulder. He must’ve felt it since he tensed up and pulled himself from the car.

The ride up wasn’t usually so long, but today was different. They sat in silence, every now and again Cas would glance in your direction, hand where yours was and yet went through. Sam held the little panda plush in his lap; the last two years he simply bought a new one, this time it was beat up and faded - it was yours. Sam kept it in his room next to one of your pictures he took after you and Dean got him from Stanford. Dean of course drove, flowers in his lap, a grunt every now and again from his thoughts, but other than that spent the drive in silence.

They hit the dirt road and pulled up to the angel blade that was firmly placed in the ground, where your body was. Cas laid out the picnic stuffs, Dean gently laid the flowers in front of the blade, your own personal tombstone, Sam placed your panda next to the bouquet. “Tea rose and dark crimson rose... It suits the day very nicely, Dean.” Cas spoke, a gentle smile on his face.

You listened to your boys tell stories of you, the little embarrassing ones of your childhood to the moments they envied you during hunts or just in general. Dean had a drink in his hand the entire time, but never really took a drink from it. Sam and Cas both said their annual goodbyes as the sun was beginning to set, Dean telling them to give him a minute and to drive down to where the dirt road hit the main one. He had to say something to you in private.

When he was finally alone he poured the remainder of his drink at the base of your grave, a shaky breath leaving his lungs. “You know, Y/n, I couldn’t imagine a world where you were gone, guess that’s just our Winchester luck, huh? Well it fucking sucks. I should’ve never let you on that hunt, that’s on me. I just don’t wan-... I can’t let you go, I’m not that strong, Kiddo. I-I just want to take you back home to the bunker with us. Everyday I want to make you your favourite breakfast all over again. Three years of this and it’s not fair that bastard God took you from us instead of me. I miss you, Kid.

“I never really liked your music, but one always stood out that I made sure to play at least once every hunt with you, you remember? ‘If I were dying on my knees, you’d be the one to rescue me. If you were drowning out at sea, I’d give you my lungs so you could breathe.’ Remember that, Kid? That’s still true, even if it’s too late.” At this point Dean had tears threaten his eyes, his lips twisted into a quivering snarl. Tears stung your eyes, and you knew you shouldn’t do it again, but he was your big brother. “I-I don’t blame you dork, and I do remember. You did. Every damn time.” You swallowed hard holding onto your arm in shyness hoping you were seen.

“Y/n?” Dean scrambled to his feet almost in panic and wrapped his arms around you. “You stupid son of a bitch. You shouldn’t be here.” Your arms snaked their way around his neck as he sobbed into your shoulder.

“Yeah, I fucked up. Didn’t I, Dean?”

“No. Never you, but you know what happens to spirits that stick around, Kiddo.” “I can’t leave my brothers, Dean. We’re Winchesters.” You and Dean talked until the stars started to sprinkle the sky, when you started getting weak. “Look Dean, I don’t blame you for me dying, that’s on me, not you. So do me a favour and stop blaming yourself.” “I’m no-” “Bullshit, Winchester. You’ve done nothing but drink and got me that bouquet. So please, I’m not leaving and that’s not your fault either. I may be the youngest, but damnit Dean I’m always watching over you all.” You pulled him in for one last hug before you faded from his vision leaving him with puffy and red eyes. “Love you too, Kiddo.” You smiled at him and walked side by side as he made his way down to the Impala, a tiny but visible smile on his own lips. You will always watch over your family. Always.

[etsyclub]

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[rcourb]

Animal Collective Solos Project À Bordeaux

What was other dimensions in this cold January night with Ariel Pink, Signer & Panda Bear.

#ArielPink #Signer #PandaBear

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